Half of Chiraq Freestyle lyrics

[Intro]
Uh, let's get it
Uh

[Verse]
First off, I fear no man
I don't di*k ride, I don't hold hands
No handouts, no silver spoon
A n*gga like me got another phone plan
Got some clientele, got my own grams
I had my own plan
I'm a street n*gga, I don't sing on tracks
I don't make music for you to slow dance
I make music for you to rock a n*gga
Pull up and just pop a n*gga
n*ggas ain't tryn' war it out
They wanna sub tweet and post comments, n*gga
Some of y'all need a plan B 'cause this rap sh*t, it ain't promised, n*gga
Go and check them views, go and ask them fans
They'll tell you pussies who the hottest n*gga
n*ggas diss me when they can't get a feature
I'm charging to much for a feature
Our teachers said that we wouldn't be sh*t
Come to find out we make more than our teachers
If that b*tch bad and she know how to f*ck
I take her to Cheltenham Mall to get sneakers
Take her to Wendy's and get her some nuggets
And have the b*tch screaming, "That n*gga got money"
Damn, b*tch, is you sucking or not? (No)
Well, get off of my line
Kur, are you worried about n*ggas? (No)
That's the last thing on my mind
Well, why they all on your di*k?
Tweeting and sh*t that you ain't gon' get signed
They just wasting they time
It costing me nothing to pay them no mind
They just booked my man, took 'em down, they feel fine
They ain't playing fair, they making up lies
They dropped the detainer, ain't making no bond
They tryn' give him life, I just pray he'll be fine
I pray for his mom and hope that she good
Try to kill me? I just hope that they would
f*ck all this sh*t I posted in (?)
f*ck all this fame, I just hope I get rich
This n*gga found out that I'm f*cking his b*tch
One hour later, he choking the b*tch
I'm toting the 5th and I don't f*ck around
If you buying ounces, don't talk about pounds
If you got them pounds, then we taking them pounds
They mention me when they think of uptown
Half the b*tches I named in my songs
Wasn't f*ckin' 'em then, but I'm f*cking them now